The power in our hands: Direct climate action through curbside composting
These days, I often feel powerless. In the face of accelerating climate change, apathy curls protectively around me. Confronting ever more climate crises, it is emotionally safer to check out. It is easier to shirk responsibility onto some collective other; to convince myself that I am as powerless as I feel to change things.
Yet there is no catharsis in this. The forces behind our conundrum are as far outside our control as the tides, but I feel increasingly moved to take hold of what I can. I volunteer for causes I believe in, try to build community in town and live my values beyond lip service. In service of the latter, I am shrugging off the apathy of inaction. I am composting.
It is a small change, and unexpectedly easy. When I cook, my scraps go into a small, lined and covered...